“I hope you’re taking me home for more than just a drink, Mario…” Savannah said, letting her voice ride the edge of sultry and innocent.
Mario pressed his lips flat, suppressing a groan, and took her hand again so that he could lead her back to his car. It was a torturous car ride for the both of them, though Savannah wasn’t making it any easier as she let her soft little hand rest on Mario’s thigh while he drove. He didn’t say anything, and she didn’t want to distract him too much as he was driving, but every time he glanced her direction she could see the smoldering embers of his eyes grow ever more lustful.
They barely made it up the few steps that led into Mario’s duplex before he was pushing her up against the front door. The door clicked shut behind her as her back pushed up agains
